Post by Mario Maurako on Feb 8, 2014 14:03:14 GMT -5
ACT I: The Meeting
The scene opens up at the Olive Garden restaurant in Memphis Tennessee. A black Cadillac XTS parks and man gets out of the driver’s seat and opens the back door. Mario Maurako steps out of the Cadillac wearing a white suit with red pinstripes. Today Mario is wearing a matching fedora and carrying a cane with him. Mario walks into the restaurant and is quickly escorted towards a man in a corner booth overlooking the entrance to the restaurant. The man in the booth is a larger man with black hair, a black beard, and thick bushy black eyebrows. He very much resembles a younger Luciano Pavarotti. Mario approaches the man and at the table and extends his hand.
Mario Maurako: I’m Mario Maurako, but you already knew that. So to whom do I owe this pleasure?
The man shakes Mario’s hand and motions for him to take a seat and Mario does.
Angelo Pandolfi: My name is Angelo Pandolfi.
Mario smiles at the thick Italian accent portrayed by Pandolfi. Mario is thrilled to be talking to another Italian and not some half-breed like Jake Santoro.
Mario Maurako: It’s a pleasure Mr. Pandolfi.
Angelo Pandolfi: Please, call me Angelo. We’re friends here right Mario?
Mario Maurako: Oh of course.
Mario agrees but he knows that this conversation isn’t going to end as well as its starting. He knows the Italian traditions and how they like to butter someone up before really diving into anything of substance.
Angelo Pandolfi: So what brings you down to Memphis Tennessee?
Mario Maurako: Well Angelo I’ve actually owned my mansion in Tennessee for a while. I almost sold it a few years ago when I purchased my Island off the coast of Maine, but I decided to keep it. I guess I am a bit of a property collector.
Angelo smiles as Mario dodges the real question that Pandolfi was alluding to.
Angelo Pandolfi: That’s nice. But what brings you back to Memphis. You see you left here about 5 years ago. You went and lived on your little island and then when it was destroyed by Hurricane Sandy you moved back to Minneapolis. For those 5 years this has been my town.
Mario Maurako: So there it is. You think I’m invading your turf.
Angelo Pandolfi: Well aren’t you?
Mario laughs out loud and slaps the table playfully.
Mario Maurako: I wouldn’t say that I’m invading your turf, but rather you invaded mine and I’m just now finding out about it.
Angelo Pandolfi digests Maurako’s statement as a waitress walks up to the table and delivers a plate of spaghetti to both Maurako and Pandolfi as well as two glasses of wine.
Angelo Pandolfi: Mario, you left 5 years ago and never looked back. Now you think you just get to walk back in here and pick up where you left off? It doesn’t work that way. This town runs through me now. I’ve got the Mayor on my payroll Mario. You’ll never win. I think you should load your stuff back up and leave.
Mario pauses for a moment, taking in Pandolfi’s comments. Then Mario grabs a fork from the table and stabs his spaghetti. He twirls his fork loading up the spaghetti on it and then he turns and starts eating it in Pandolfi’s face. Mario slurps up the last noodle from the fork and it sends sauce flying into Pandolfi’s face. Pandolfi angrily grabs the table as if he is going to get up, but Mario quickly stands up and lifts his cane to Pandolfi’s throat area and a little 3 inch blade emerges from the bottom of the cane. The restaurant goes silent as everyone watches on.
Mario Maurako: I could end this right here and right now, in front of all these people. But I’m better than that. Your message has been received Pandolfi, and it has been rejected. It would be in your best interest if you not step foot on my property again and don’t you dare ever harm anyone who works for me. Or else next time you may not be so lucky, capiche?
Without moving his cane Mario grabs his glass of wine off the table with his left hand and drinks it all. He then slowly puts the glass back down and removes the cane from Pandolfi’s neck area. Mario then turns and slowly exit’s the restaurant as everyone looks on. Outside the restaurant Mario walks to his black Cadillac XTS and the driver opens the back door and Mario gets into the car. The driver shuts the door and gets in the car and then they drive off.
ACT II: The Aftermath
The scene re-opens in Mario’s Memphis Mansion. Big D is just inside the door pacing back and forth, as he anxiously awaits for Mario’s return.
Big D: I wish he would’ve let me go. If something happens I will break Jake Santoro in half with my bare hands.
Relief overcomes Big D’s face as he hears two car doors. He peeks through the window to see that Mario has returned home. Big D rushes from the window and over to the living room where he takes a seat on the couch to act as if he hasn’t been worried at all. Mario walks into the house with a big smile on his face as he takes his fedora off and hangs it on the coat rack. Mario then makes his way into the living room and smiles at Big D.
Big D: How did it go?
Mario Maurako: What? You’re not going to admonish me and say I’m not focused on Roach and Monday Night Massacre, and destroying OCW?
Big D: So it went well I take it?
Mario Maurako: Let’s just say that I’m pretty sure that Angelo Pandolfi won’t be bothering us or any of our boys again.
Big D: What did you do?
Mario Maurako: I almost gutted him like a pig right there in Olive Garden. Honestly, I might have done it if I wasn’t worried about getting his bright red blood all over my new white suit. I’d like to get a couple wears out of it before I go trashing it.
Big D: You did what?
Mario Maurako: I almost slit his throat. No big deal. The person who really needs to be careful right now is Roach. He’s getting all hyped up like he’s some big ‘superstar’. Did you see that they actually had a story about him on OCW.com? Dean was talking about testing him; you didn’t test him Dean. You just sentenced him to death. Well if death means he won’t headline Resurrection because he will be looked at as a joke of a wrestler when I’m done manhandling him. Really I shouldn’t even have to do this myself. I should’ve had Bruno take this one for me. I fully believe that he could’ve.
Big D: Ok that’s great. How do you know this thing with Pandolfi is over?
Mario Maurako: Because I said it was, and nothing is over until I say its over. And this, just like Roach, is all over. And not like ‘over’ as in Roach is ‘over with the fans. Like ‘over’ like kaput, finished.
Just then a loud explosion is heard and Mario and Big D rush to the window to see what the hell just happened outside. As Mario looks out the window he sees a car speeding away from the end of his driveway and that his Cadillac XTS has been set ablaze. Mario grits his teeth in anger and tosses his cane on the ground.
Mario Maurako: This isn’t over yet.
The scene fades out as Mario’s muscles shake with anger and Big D looks out the window at the devastation that has taken place outside.
The scene opens up at the Olive Garden restaurant in Memphis Tennessee. A black Cadillac XTS parks and man gets out of the driver’s seat and opens the back door. Mario Maurako steps out of the Cadillac wearing a white suit with red pinstripes. Today Mario is wearing a matching fedora and carrying a cane with him. Mario walks into the restaurant and is quickly escorted towards a man in a corner booth overlooking the entrance to the restaurant. The man in the booth is a larger man with black hair, a black beard, and thick bushy black eyebrows. He very much resembles a younger Luciano Pavarotti. Mario approaches the man and at the table and extends his hand.
Mario Maurako: I’m Mario Maurako, but you already knew that. So to whom do I owe this pleasure?
The man shakes Mario’s hand and motions for him to take a seat and Mario does.
Angelo Pandolfi: My name is Angelo Pandolfi.
Mario smiles at the thick Italian accent portrayed by Pandolfi. Mario is thrilled to be talking to another Italian and not some half-breed like Jake Santoro.
Mario Maurako: It’s a pleasure Mr. Pandolfi.
Angelo Pandolfi: Please, call me Angelo. We’re friends here right Mario?
Mario Maurako: Oh of course.
Mario agrees but he knows that this conversation isn’t going to end as well as its starting. He knows the Italian traditions and how they like to butter someone up before really diving into anything of substance.
Angelo Pandolfi: So what brings you down to Memphis Tennessee?
Mario Maurako: Well Angelo I’ve actually owned my mansion in Tennessee for a while. I almost sold it a few years ago when I purchased my Island off the coast of Maine, but I decided to keep it. I guess I am a bit of a property collector.
Angelo smiles as Mario dodges the real question that Pandolfi was alluding to.
Angelo Pandolfi: That’s nice. But what brings you back to Memphis. You see you left here about 5 years ago. You went and lived on your little island and then when it was destroyed by Hurricane Sandy you moved back to Minneapolis. For those 5 years this has been my town.
Mario Maurako: So there it is. You think I’m invading your turf.
Angelo Pandolfi: Well aren’t you?
Mario laughs out loud and slaps the table playfully.
Mario Maurako: I wouldn’t say that I’m invading your turf, but rather you invaded mine and I’m just now finding out about it.
Angelo Pandolfi digests Maurako’s statement as a waitress walks up to the table and delivers a plate of spaghetti to both Maurako and Pandolfi as well as two glasses of wine.
Angelo Pandolfi: Mario, you left 5 years ago and never looked back. Now you think you just get to walk back in here and pick up where you left off? It doesn’t work that way. This town runs through me now. I’ve got the Mayor on my payroll Mario. You’ll never win. I think you should load your stuff back up and leave.
Mario pauses for a moment, taking in Pandolfi’s comments. Then Mario grabs a fork from the table and stabs his spaghetti. He twirls his fork loading up the spaghetti on it and then he turns and starts eating it in Pandolfi’s face. Mario slurps up the last noodle from the fork and it sends sauce flying into Pandolfi’s face. Pandolfi angrily grabs the table as if he is going to get up, but Mario quickly stands up and lifts his cane to Pandolfi’s throat area and a little 3 inch blade emerges from the bottom of the cane. The restaurant goes silent as everyone watches on.
Mario Maurako: I could end this right here and right now, in front of all these people. But I’m better than that. Your message has been received Pandolfi, and it has been rejected. It would be in your best interest if you not step foot on my property again and don’t you dare ever harm anyone who works for me. Or else next time you may not be so lucky, capiche?
Without moving his cane Mario grabs his glass of wine off the table with his left hand and drinks it all. He then slowly puts the glass back down and removes the cane from Pandolfi’s neck area. Mario then turns and slowly exit’s the restaurant as everyone looks on. Outside the restaurant Mario walks to his black Cadillac XTS and the driver opens the back door and Mario gets into the car. The driver shuts the door and gets in the car and then they drive off.
ACT II: The Aftermath
The scene re-opens in Mario’s Memphis Mansion. Big D is just inside the door pacing back and forth, as he anxiously awaits for Mario’s return.
Big D: I wish he would’ve let me go. If something happens I will break Jake Santoro in half with my bare hands.
Relief overcomes Big D’s face as he hears two car doors. He peeks through the window to see that Mario has returned home. Big D rushes from the window and over to the living room where he takes a seat on the couch to act as if he hasn’t been worried at all. Mario walks into the house with a big smile on his face as he takes his fedora off and hangs it on the coat rack. Mario then makes his way into the living room and smiles at Big D.
Big D: How did it go?
Mario Maurako: What? You’re not going to admonish me and say I’m not focused on Roach and Monday Night Massacre, and destroying OCW?
Big D: So it went well I take it?
Mario Maurako: Let’s just say that I’m pretty sure that Angelo Pandolfi won’t be bothering us or any of our boys again.
Big D: What did you do?
Mario Maurako: I almost gutted him like a pig right there in Olive Garden. Honestly, I might have done it if I wasn’t worried about getting his bright red blood all over my new white suit. I’d like to get a couple wears out of it before I go trashing it.
Big D: You did what?
Mario Maurako: I almost slit his throat. No big deal. The person who really needs to be careful right now is Roach. He’s getting all hyped up like he’s some big ‘superstar’. Did you see that they actually had a story about him on OCW.com? Dean was talking about testing him; you didn’t test him Dean. You just sentenced him to death. Well if death means he won’t headline Resurrection because he will be looked at as a joke of a wrestler when I’m done manhandling him. Really I shouldn’t even have to do this myself. I should’ve had Bruno take this one for me. I fully believe that he could’ve.
Big D: Ok that’s great. How do you know this thing with Pandolfi is over?
Mario Maurako: Because I said it was, and nothing is over until I say its over. And this, just like Roach, is all over. And not like ‘over’ as in Roach is ‘over with the fans. Like ‘over’ like kaput, finished.
Just then a loud explosion is heard and Mario and Big D rush to the window to see what the hell just happened outside. As Mario looks out the window he sees a car speeding away from the end of his driveway and that his Cadillac XTS has been set ablaze. Mario grits his teeth in anger and tosses his cane on the ground.
Mario Maurako: This isn’t over yet.
The scene fades out as Mario’s muscles shake with anger and Big D looks out the window at the devastation that has taken place outside.